Lyrics:
rocking them Soulja rees
In the 8th grade
How you Gon put me up on game
But you never played
I told that boy don't play with me go
Play at the arcade
I know
Soulja Boy
Pulling up in my new toy
Shoot my shot, Brandon Roy
AND I
Cannot slow down my grind
I'm one of a kind
Tell me what's on your mind
This, is,
a Glock was flashing
Hyped by Lenny nigga's gassing, these pussy-nigga's wearing pearls
A dirty-ass boy mad as fuck about a girl
You'll see the spark in his
traumatized
I seen shit that turn you Soulja
Art of war We living by that gun
We not dieing by it
Stolen cars We get up close
These niggas doing drive bys
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
(Dlow!)
Do the shuffle now
Now take baby steps
Take baby steps
Kemo walk, Kemo walk
You can do it by yourself
Now stomp like you mad
Stomp like you mad
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
My price went up
Tryna get this set up
Some homies felons (ah ah)
That dude like Soulja Boy cause he tell 'em
I don't know that random
He ain't
a Banshee (geek)
She couldn't even understand me (ah)
When I told her drop her panties
448, I get 'em gone (ah)
Boy, this a hunnid million dollar phone
yea
And don’t be fooled by the way we balling now
If he say one more thing that I don’t like we bout to stomp em out
And tell that bitch you seen me
I dedicate this song
To everybody
Who's felt pain
Deep pain
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Ayo, Empress
Make 'em
ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get
Trey Ball in the building
Finna One-Take-Timmy this shit
Shout out Soulja, 2020 my year though
AF Nation
Shout out Big Soulja
Trey Ball tell'em I
came home (Ha)
They ain't wanna look out for my children
(Ha) now the fact I'm back, I been
Gettin' stacks, don't fuck with 'em
Tell 'em let's do it
you, put the pump to your ear and
Pump up the volume, knock out a tall dude, bear hug a fat boy
I fucked the teacher and stomp on the frat boy
I don't
like atomic and anybody in my way imma fold em'
Wit me n my gilla guerillas wantin ta win it
Boys be tryin ta battle 'cause they want our position but
(I leann)
Soulja boy tell em
Mindless behavior (i leannn)
Watch me watch me
Aye aye
(I leann) watch me do it
(I leannn) soulja boy tell em
Lil Baby's baby mother got caught likin' that message (Jayda)
Soulja Boy the first rapper Kanye took off a track
On Drink Champs he told N.O.R.E.
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
na my song den dey play
Oya tell em tell em tell em that me Pepperhyno is the new dancehall king
Make you tell em tell em tell em I be the boy with
Draco
This your boy Soulja Boy, man (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)
It's Big Draco by the way (Souja)
You already know what's goin' on (yeah)
Yes, sir,
woke
Someone tell 'em that he's broke
Someone tell 'em that the boy done seen a mill at 24
In Australia for a show
You in Shoreditch doing coke
I
looky-looky-looky
And they watchy-watchy-wah, uh-ah, uh-ah
Tell me why all these bumaclutz try to clown me
I tell 'em move away, me need some privacy
Don't you
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